Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 114

In the past, Song Qingxing would have certainly felt embarrassed. From childhood to adulthood, she had never had the experience of showing off her romantic feelings or friendships in front of her parents.

Because she would feel very shy.

Exposing these little secrets of the heart always made one want to curl their toes in awkwardness.

“She is very good to me, so you don’t ne

ed to worry too much. I only took two hits from the knife, it’s not very serious; it didn’t cut any blood vessels.”

Song Qingxing didn’t want her father to stay with her all the time. He had his own things to do, and… honestly, staying together with her father for too long felt a bit awkward.

The reason, perhaps, was that they hadn’t seen each other for too long.

“I wanted to come see you. Your mother called me crying and crying the moment she found out something happened to you…”

Song Tian’an sighed.

Even as busy as he was, how could he not rush over when his only daughter was in trouble?

“Then I’ll have to trouble you, Dad, to go comfort Mom. With Xie Jingcheng here accompanying me, nothing will go wrong,” Song Qingxing spoke up.

“Alright.”

“Take care of your own health as well. If filming is too exhausting, ask the company for some time off.”

The man rambled on for another half hour before finally leaving. Xie Jingcheng sat back down in her seat.

“Your father cares about you quite a bit.”

She had thought he was the type who only had eyes for money, after all, those who could rack up gambling debts usually weren’t good people.

But facts proved that human nature is complex.

“Of course,” Song Qingxing nodded with a smile, then pursed her lips. Her meaning was incredibly obvious—she was looking at the small oranges on the bedside table. The oranges were round and plump, still attached to green leaves and twigs when they were picked.

This wasn’t meant to intentionally trouble the person peeling the orange; rather, by keeping the leaves and branches, it gave the little orange the illusion that it was still on the branch. To put it simply, there were still some nutrients in the leaves and branches that allowed the orange to stay fresh for longer.

“Can you help me peel an orange?”

Song Qingxing really wanted to eat the oranges her dad brought, because he always carefully selected them for her, and she wouldn’t encounter a sour one.

Seeing the “little rabbit’s” sincere request, Xie Jingcheng naturally had no reason to refuse. She nodded and picked out an orange.

Her pink nails were trimmed very round, so peeling the orange required a bit of force. Yellow juice stained her nails as Xie Jingcheng patiently peeled away the skin.

Inside were several segments tightly huddled together. Xie Jingcheng proceeded to tear off the white pith.

Only then did she bring it to the other’s lips.

Though being such a devoted servant made her feel a bit like a slave, nonetheless… this feeling wasn’t bad.

Song Qingxing took a small bite, feeling content.

An orange of this size probably didn’t have many calories, but since it was so sweet… the sugar content must be high, right?

Forget it… if it’s not mentioned, it’s zero calories.

Song Qingxing closed her eyes, deciding to lie to herself. She had lost so much blood today; eating a little fruit to replenish her body was nothing.

However, the two of them weren’t focused on the same thing at all. Xie Jingcheng felt her fingertips being lightly touched by those warm lips.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Yet she had to pretend as if nothing was happening.

After feeding her a whole small orange, Xie Jingcheng blinked and continued to ask, “Want more?”

“No.”

“I’m a bit sleepy.”

Song Qingxing just watched Xie Jingcheng. She saw the other woman tucking her in, with no intention of leaving at all.

So, she spoke again.

“Xie Jingcheng, go back to the film set. This movie was supposed to be a reshoot anyway; it can’t be delayed over and over again. With Yu Zhi looking after me, there shouldn’t be any problems.”

“If you don’t feel at ease, you can recommend a nursing auntie.”

Song Qingxing said this out of kindness, but it made a certain someone unhappy. Xie Jingcheng glanced at her, a hint of murderous intent seemingly hidden in her eyes.

“You want me to leave you?”

She didn’t like this, especially the way the little rabbit repeatedly pushed her away. That feeling was even more detestable.

“It’s not leaving. You can come see me after you finish work.”

“The doctor said the wound isn’t very serious. After resting for a dozen days or so, I can still manage to film.”

Acting while injured was a common occurrence; she had experienced it often in her previous life, so she could say such things now without any burden.

Hearing this made Xie Jingcheng want to flare up even more. If it weren’t for the fact that she liked Song Qingxing, she would definitely be scolding her right now.

“Song Qingxing, let me ask you: which is more important, work or your health?”

Song Qingxing: “…”

What kind of soul-crushing question was this?

But facing Xie Jingcheng’s pressuring gaze, it wouldn’t be good not to answer. After thinking for a moment, she slowly spat out the word “work.”

“Work.”

In the next instant, Xie Jingcheng stood up. She leaned down until their noses were almost touching, her hot breath blowing against the fine hairs on Song Qingxing’s cheeks.

Song Qingxing felt her heart rate speed up a few notches, even though it had previously become as still as water due to the effects of the anesthesia.

“You can’t think like that anymore.”

“I know it’s because of the pressure from your family, but I have money. Perhaps I haven’t shown you exactly how much wealth I have, but I can support you for a lifetime.”

As the eldest daughter of the Xie family’s direct line, one could imagine how much wealth she possessed without even thinking about it. But that belonged to Xie Jingcheng.

If she really dared to take it, what if they had a fight or broke up one day? Wouldn’t she be left in a hopeless situation?

From beginning to end, Song Qingxing never placed all her hopes on a single person, even if that person was her lover.

“I’m still young, and I don’t lack money. I just…”

“I just still want to carve out a path for myself.”

Song Qingxing closed her eyes and began to give a perfunctory answer. She couldn’t exactly tell Xie Jingcheng the truth: My dear gold donor Master Xie, I wouldn’t dare take your family’s money.

“I understand your thoughts, but it wouldn’t be good if you suffered lasting health issues because of filming.”

“I’ve already halted the production. I told them to go back and handle their own business first. We’ll resume filming once you’ve recovered.”

Song Qingxing: “…”

Safe to say, Xie Jingcheng had never changed her “overbearing CEO” personality.

“When did this happen?”

“The moment you entered the operating room.”

Even while her heart was in a panic, Xie Jingcheng still had the time to arrange everything else. This person was truly something.

Fine, since the wood was already turned into a boat what’s done is done.

She had no choice but to accept it.

Song Qingxing didn’t blame Xie Jingcheng. The other woman had a point—she should recover properly. Since it had already happened, there was no use in complaining.

She might as well enjoy it.

After resting in the hospital for a few more days, Song Qingxing’s wound had recovered significantly. There was no need for further hospitalization for observation, so Xie Jingcheng handled the discharge procedures.

However, to avoid the paparazzi.

Song Qingxing was wrapped up tightly when she went out, looking like a beekeeper about to enter a bee garden to collect honey.

But even so, not long after leaving the hospital, she was still surrounded and blocked by reporters. Those long-lens cameras were almost shoved right into her face.

“Qingxing, according to rumors from the outside world, you were injured in the face by a criminal and have been disfigured. Is this true?”